Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The winners were born and died at the same time they were born, but their victory is beyond doubt.

How long it took me to get out of the underground hall is completely beyond calculation. In this huge space, there is not much change in the contours made of walls, but other than that, all people can confirm that they are in the end. What kind of environmental factors have been transformed beyond common sense. I can compare the scene in front of me with my old memories, but I cannot describe the scene in any language I know. The logic and rationality established in the past cannot accurately locate the relationship between himself and this space. The completely incomprehensible phenomenon seems to have gradually calmed down with the end of the battle, but it is completely impossible to know whether it actually restored calm from a more essential level. However, there is an unspeakable feeling faintly, which makes people feel that there are any afterglows that are spreading.

Relying solely on observation and reasoning, it is impossible to leave this underground hall. As a place for rituals, it originally had many passages, because the people who originally entered here, including members of the torchlight, outsiders like me, and the shamans of the doomsday truth, walked through "humans" and could enter The road to and from is also in and out of the "human" inherent way. But now, the road and the door, the things and scenes with these two symbolic meanings, have completely disappeared in front of my eyes.

This is a very wonderful feeling, there is clearly space, you can say such a concrete thing as an "underground hall" with corners and corners, but there are no "roads" and "doors", rather, it is impossible to organize from the mind Impressions somewhat similar to the two. Generally speaking, on a flat ground, as long as you can walk over, you can say that the place you walked on is a "road", but such a broad definition cannot be organized in the underground hall at this moment.

If you haven't experienced it yourself, it must be difficult to understand. Even if it is described in a large section of text, it will still feel contradictory and unimaginable. But what I can observe and feel today is such a situation.

All the factors related to the concept of "time" become meaningless, all the factors related to the concept of "space" seem to be missing, and become incomplete. All the laws of things related to "logic" appear dim, It seems right. I seem to be walking, and I seem to be drifting. Many times I just feel that I am sleepwalking. In this case, I still know what I want to do and which way to go-as long as I have related thoughts, there will be a kind of The guidance from the bottom of the world guided me in a "feeling" way.

Then, I went back to the surface-the surface relative to the underground hall. The landscape in all directions is still in a strange structure that looks closed but extremely wide. This huge and closed environment is one of the most prominent features of the ruins of the ruling bureau. I did n’t look back. I kept walking forward and walking upwards. After a while, I turned my head to look at the way I was going. However, I could n’t see the exit of the underground hall there, nor the place where the Torchlight was stationed The maze of the tectonic structure outside. There is nothing there, no shaped buildings, no complicated machinery, no spacious platforms, no twisted creations, can only be described as "empty", like the center of a picture was erased by a rubber eraser. Piece. What exactly is the remaining "blank" is also beyond my understanding. I don't know what will happen when I go back to this "blank" place again at this time, but I don't want to go back at all.

This storm caused by the light of the torch has not stopped so far, making me feel tired. This is the first time I feel this level of indescribable fatigue. Many things happening here are completely beyond expectations. My past knowledge seems to be just the tip of the curtain. The despair and fear brought about by the "virus" in the past are not at the same level as the feeling of despair at this time. Can you really save others when you do your best? In the past, I could easily give a definite answer, because that was the answer I expected. But now ... I can only say "I've done my best", but I can't say anything later, such as "expecting a good result".

My plan has deviated due to what the Torchlight did, but I really ca n’t count on myself to correct this deviation, and I believe that other people besides myself are also bringing in this ceremony. The deviation is distressing.

Fu Jiang disappeared and could not feel the presence of "Jiang". Although they were not always by my side, in the past I could always feel that they were by their side, or rather, "inside" themselves. Comparing the past "oneself" with the current "oneself" is a completely different feeling. I felt empty, as if filled in myself, not flesh or anything, but not at all.

What stands here is only one "Gaochuan", and only one "Gaochuan".

For the first time, I gave birth to a wonderful, but not painful and sad emotion. When I felt it, I knew it was loneliness.

"I am really the only one." I said to myself, at this time, I wanted to hear the sound that I could always hear in the past, even if the sound was more like a hallucination: "I am "Beside you"-I don't know when this sentence will whisper in my ear again.

It is precisely because "Jiang" seems to have disappeared, so I can better understand the seriousness of the matter. "Virus", "jiang", and "deviation" interact with each other. From a perspective that I can understand, they form a relatively solid "triangle." Conversely, as long as a few other factors are added, this deadlock structure will collapse. In that case, I am afraid something more terrible will happen-I just think so, and there is no direct evidence.

Today, this deep and calm state within the observable range only makes me think it is a sign before the big collapse. The extreme sense of crisis has always stuck in my heart, but what can I do? I can't do anything. That is the more essential and deeper field that "Jiang" can involve.

There can be no further delay. I said to myself, to complete the Super Takagawa project. Even in this case, the super Gaochuan that will be born is not the super Gaochuan in his own plan, but the super Gaochuan that Dorothy has been pursuing. After becoming such a super Gaochuan, what will be executed is more inclined to Dorothy's plan. Although my plan has done so much preparatory work, it seems that it can only be abolished now.

I do n’t mind the complete disappearance of my personality, or what the super Gaochuan will do in the future. I have never had a rigid pursuit of my independent existence. No, rather, when "Gaochuan" is such a kind of When the personality substitution method survives, in this way the fighting can continue, any “selfishness” that pursues the independence of a certain personality has no place to be born. All Gaochuan will know how extravagant that pursuit is.

Because of this, I do n’t mind how Dorothy and the color look at me, even if I ’m just a puppet of "Jiang", I never doubted that I was "Gaochuan", and I always believed that I was at the same time as me Existing, another Gaochuan, will definitely not have any subjective hostility. I know "Gaochuan", "Gaochuan" knows me, I am "Gaochuan", but "Gaochuan" is not just me. How can people who are not Gaochuan understand the wonder and helplessness?

"There is no way, there is really no way." I said to myself while walking in the direction of the prosthetic body Takakawa. I knew he was there, just as I knew I was here. The "I" over there may have felt the storm caused by the deviation ritual, or there may have been a situation where such a deviation has caused embarrassment, but it is probably not known to what extent such an influence may be amplified Right. If it ’s something else, I can say nothing, and I can feel the other, but in the current situation, if I do n’t say, the other I understand very well – no, even if I say it, it ’s probably not possible Understand, there are too many things that cannot be expressed in language, so it is necessary to become super Gaochuan immediately.

The reconstructed "Gaochuan" is the real complete "Gaochuan".

A fast-swept invisible passageway spreads in front of me. In this invisible passageway, I walked through the tortuous structure, walked through the wreckage of the ground, walked through the fireworks that did not know where to detonate, walked through the overlap Area gate. The platform of the structure is as wide as a plain, and there is only a foothold for one person. The lift cannot always rise to the top at one time, and it will always be in the middle for a reason such as "the shaft is broken". . The seemingly straight road actually walked over, but found that it was necessary to bypass the more detours to reach the place I wanted to go. The gullies at the bottom are completely invisible, some seem to be structurally like this, some seem to be structurally broken, some seem to be in disrepair, and some seem to be destroyed by terrible forces.

From the location of the underground hall where the torch light performed the deviation ceremony, centering on the huge range of radiation to the periphery, many of the creations that were once full of aggression disappeared without a trace. The dead, pale and deep, full of things in the style of the ruling bureau, just like the dried mummies, are housed in a colossal decayed coffin with a magnificent exterior. The stronger the sense of the age, the more fragile these things are, and it is completely different from the crazy and active scene that you saw when you first entered the ruins of the ruling bureau.

If you describe the ruling site of the past as a mentally ill young man, today it is even more of a twilight and can only lie in bed, the whole body is a sick old man-both mental and physical are toward the final The collapse produces changes, giving people an extremely strong, totally incurable feeling, just a lingering feeling of panting.

Gradually, in my view, more corpses appeared, and the fierce battle almost destroyed the inherently rugged but still structurally logical style of the ruling bureau, and could not see anything complete. Almost every inch of the structure, whether it is described as "ground" or "wall", most of them are twisted, and the phenomenon that acts on them can be seen as ordinary concepts such as "high temperature" and "low temperature". Some places are completely unrecognizable. What kind of situation happened before it turned into that look.

There are very few real humans in these corpses and remains. Rather, the human flesh and blood cannot survive in this tragic war. I found the Nazi soldiers in some of the wreckage, and also found the humanoid security guard. However, some of the wreckage can be seen in good condition, and most of them are not the two. Compared with it, non-human shaped things are more obvious, and at a glance they feel more in quantity. Occasionally, I can still see the life of the body, which has dealt with the Doomsday Truth and has been hiding the original creature of the ruling bureau. It seems that it has also begun to participate in this war on a large scale.

When there are more and more corpses in the field of view ~ www.readwn.com ~ will also want to find one or two of them that have not been completely swallowed. However, even if the chain judgment is used, only a cruel answer will be obtained. The further forward, the more intense the smell of death and silence. In some battlefields, the constantly operating structure itself has collapsed, rendering any function inoperable. In the past, weird phenomena often formed due to the continuous entanglement of power, but on this battlefield, there was no phenomenon. Rather, except for the outline of the dead object, the observable movement has stopped.

Obviously it is a product made of a hard structure, and absolutely no one is complete, not to mention something more fragile than the structure. If the wreckage that can be seen alone is already everywhere, then one can imagine , Further, there are more dead things left without wreckage.

I know that I am getting closer to another myself. Although in fact no sound can be heard, in my mind, it seems that there is already the sound of fighting. It's like an auditory hallucination due to the surroundings of death, sometimes like a narration, a weird but dynamic cry. When I felt more tangible movements, I still couldn't see tangible activities, only the chain judgment that spread farther away, touched the edge of the vibration, and came with ambiguous feedback.

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